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She Was the Snow
by Tony WhitakerI see her there
but she's not here
She's just a memory
lingering
in
the midnight air
I miss her so
she was the snow
so soft and slow
that made this
man
I miss the walks
the way she talks
But she's the mist
that lies so deep
beneath
these eyes that dared
I miss her so
she was the snow
so soft and slow
that made this
man
Now she's gone
I was the one
who would not care
<And Lord, I miss her so
she was the snow
so soft and slow
that made this
man
09/04/2007 Author's Note: Another song. I really enjoy writing music these days. The end of each line has a long pause in the chorus. Just a little song I wrote tonight playing my acoustic. Inspired by Kathy Mattea's "Seeds".
Posted on 09/04/2007
Copyright © 2026 Tony Whitaker
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by A. Paige White on 09/05/07 at 12:19 AM It's beautiful. |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 09/05/07 at 02:28 AM See, it's stuff like this that makes me want to get an acoustic guitar and try to learn a little something, because i feel like that's where my own work should head. anyway, great writing, man. |
| Posted by Alison McKenzie on 09/07/07 at 03:39 PM Tony, definitely easy to hear this one in my imagination, though I wish there was a way you could record it and embed the sound. THAT would be so cool!!!! Anyway, I really like it. |
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